Chick identification

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moms Tree said:
You know... me either.  There wasn't a bone in my body that ever considered having chickens, until I walked by that bin.  I was so naive...  I told my husband the chickens in that bin were called "fryers".  He smiled at me, and it took me a few minutes to get it.  I said, "people are going to eat them?"  My husband gave another smile and walked into the tool section.  I found an employee, and asked the employee if people were going to eat those chickens.  He told me yes.  I said, "I'll take them all."  I bought a coop for them while there (I've since built a much larger one, understanding very quickly they sell 'toy' coops), but, I only had my car, and we needed to come back with the truck to bring the coop package home.  My husband forgot to bring the receipt for the coop when he came back to pick it up, but it didn't matter... they remembered us.  The clerk said, "Oh... we know who you are... your wife is the one that tried to save all the chickens in the store."
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Awe!!! That is such a sweet story ! Those babies are going to love you forever!
 
Most of them actually do... although a few still peck at me... I wonder sometimes if they know... probably just wishful thinking.
 

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